FMA: After: Glow

[branchandroot]

Fic post from my archive.

Glow

Ed gets home after a rather rough trip. Fluffy Drama, I-2.

Ed's fingers were too cold and stiff to fumble around with his keys, so he knocked instead. When Roy opened the door, Ed glared at him.

"I hate being cold, I hate giving reports to stupid Generals, and I hate sleeping on train seats," he declared, stepping in out of the biting chill.

Comments

[written-in-blue.livejournal.com]

If I had a wench, she could laugh at the noises I make. Besides, I would consider that expected behavior from a wench. ^___^